A random tug.

After three nights on the hook, during which time the Admiral added several new birds to her sighting list (it's genetic), we pulled into the municipal marina in New Smyrna Beach yesterday. We are staying over again tonight. All this is by way of drifting up to Jacksonville where we will leave arrow for a week while we attend a wedding in San Diego. There are few good anchorages in northern Florida, so we often will be going marina-to-marina. Next up is Daytona for two nights.

The weather continues to be lovely: around 80 deg during the day and 70 deg at night. We have been amazed at the absence of pesky insects throughout our rambling around Florida, but we are now starting to see the occasional fly or mosquito.

The Captain predicts a declining frequency of blog posts for the remainder of our trip. Photos of the south side of objects whose north-side photos were posted earlier would be boring. And the Captain's life-long remedy for boring publication - namely, the inclusion of more equations - has been rejected by the Admiral. (Fortunately for the addict there are many other sailblogs to consult.)